SICK WITH LOVE

1. dubna 2011 v 17:36
SICK WITH LOVE

Let Him kiss me with the kisses from His mouth,
Your love making is sweeter than wine.
Delicate the fragrance of Your perfume,
Your name is an oil poured out.

That is why girls love You!

Draw me in your footsteps, let us run!
The King has brought me into His rooms.
You will be our joy and our gladness,
we shall praise Your name more than wine.
How right it is to loveYou?

Oh I'm sick with love,
I'm sick with love! x3

Draw me in Your footsteps, let us run x3
oh let us run! Run, run, run!

How beautiful You are, my Beloved!
How beautiful You are, You're eyes are doves...
You're wholly beautiful, my Beloved and without a blemish,
Your lips my promised bride distill wild honey.

Honey and milk are under Your tongue!

Oh I'm sick with love,
I'm sick with love! x3

Draw me in Your footsteps, let us run x3
oh let us run! Run, run, run!

Charge you, Daughters of Jerusalem x2
Not wake, do not wake my beloved, before she pleases.

Eat, friends, and drink! Drink deep my dearest friends!

What makes Your lover better than other lovers,
oh loveliest of women?
What makes Your lover better than other lovers,
oh to put us under such an oath?

For love is strong as death, stronger than death,
passion as relentless as Sheol.
The flash of it is a flash of fire,
a flame of the Lord himself, love no flood
can quench no torrent drown!

Oh I'm sick with love,
I'm sick with love x6

Draw me in Your footsteps, let us run x3
oh let us run!
Draw me in Your footsteps, let us run x3
let us run, run, run, run!

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